Chapter 132 Please Be a Paper Man
The sanatorium where Gao Li was going to live was not remote, but the room he was staying in was in the most remote corner of the sanatorium.
If the environment was not so relaxing and beautiful, and there were not so many elderly people strolling along the roadside in the sun, Suzuki Sonoko would have really suspected that she had entered the mental hospital area of a horror movie set because of the awkward situation of the road with so many twists and turns and the signposts.
"Speaking of which, only allowing visits once every two weeks... sounds like the premise of a horror game..."
As she muttered thoughtfully, the accompanying personnel sent to receive him were instantly frightened.
— Holy shit, didn't this sponsor come here to visit and donate money? How could he change his mind halfway through because he didn't like the environment?!
——Those who are picky about charity will be exposed sooner or later, do you believe it?!
She was complaining so much in her mind that it was flooding the screen with messages, but for the sake of face, the accompanying personnel had to wait patiently for the sponsor to finish her sigh, and then quickly explain to her.
"Gao Li's medical expenses were largely covered by social donations, so it wasn't a huge burden on us to take care of him," he said, implying they weren't deliberately trying to make things difficult for him. "As for the biweekly visitation rule, it was introduced out of consideration for the individual patient's health."
In fact, this rule in the nursing home only applies to Gao Liyao.
As for the reason...
The attendant sighed in exhaustion and could only try to explain, "Gao Li wants this child because he's... rather eccentric."
Suzuki Sonoko's expression didn't change when she heard this.
She would find it strange if it wasn't strange.
——The information provided by Mei Zuo was quite detailed. Although the target person was an ordinary student for the past ten years, the information was filled with interviews and memories of his childhood classmates.
Everyone was being rather reserved (most likely because the underworld underlings were posing as reporters while gathering intelligence), but to sum it up:
Gao Liyao has been a rather introverted person since childhood. It is unknown whether he has ever encountered school bullying, nor what kind of oppression he has experienced during the three years he was missing. But since he disappeared and was rescued, this child has never spoken again, and has become obsessed with painting, wasting white paper every day.
Seeing her look of indifference, the accompanying personnel were extremely anxious: It is a good thing that there is a sponsor willing to donate a building, but why did this sponsor's goal just to get Gao Li to take this unfortunate child?
During the few months that he was hospitalized, three innocent people were admitted. Logically speaking, if the sponsor had told them in advance that she was coming for Gao Li, they would probably have given up the building and would not have received her!
However, such tough words were just something he thought about in his mind. The accompanying personnel looked at the girl in front of him, who seemed to have invisible golden light flashing around her body, and finally told the truth.
"I'm not being alarmist."
He deliberately lowered his voice: "Although I don't know how you learned that Gao Li wanted this person, and why you suddenly became interested in him..."
At this point, Ms. Suzuki naturally interrupted and said, "I was just a little curious after reading the social news."
"I understand your curiosity."
The accompanying staff humbly admitted their weakness. With your status, you can be curious about anyone you want, but: "Since Gao Li was admitted to the hospital, two nurses and a volunteer here have been accidentally injured. The most serious one rolled down the stairs directly-"
"Wait a minute, pushing someone down the stairs?"
Suzuki Sonoko was shocked: "This kid has violent tendencies?"
If you have violent tendencies, should you wear restraints when you meet someone?
The escort's expression was even more indescribable than hers. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed and said, "Actually, it can't be said that he did it."
Sonoko: “Hmm?”
The escort looked around to see if anyone else was around, then whispered, "We're not allowed to talk about this here, but I hope you'll still pay attention. This child named Gao Liyao is even more eccentric than you might imagine."
Suzuki Sonoko raised her hand and said, "Go ahead, I'm listening."
The accompanying person then cleared his throat and said, "The first nurse was walking and suddenly fell down after being suspended in mid-air."
"According to her, she seemed to be lifted straight up from the ground by an invisible object and then suddenly thrown down with great force. She was injured at the corner of Gao Liyao's ward."
"The second nurse took over her job after that."
"This nurse confiscated Gao Li's painting during the lights-out ward rounds at night and insisted that he take his medicine and go to bed on time."
"So, while on patrol that night, she was inexplicably pushed down the stairs." The man's voice dropped another octave. "Some colleagues said there were huge scratches on her back, like the claws of a wild animal. The bruises and bloodshot lasted for a long time."
"The third person is a college student volunteer who came to help during the holidays."
"That was a young boy," he said. He was probably a nice guy. The accompanying staff even recalled it with a sigh: "When he was carrying an old man to bask in the sun, he accidentally bumped into Gao Liyao's easel and spilled paint on his shoes."
"That night, when the volunteers were leaving in a car, it flipped over before they even reached the intersection. When the police arrived, they said one of the tires had suddenly cracked due to thermal expansion and contraction..."
"But there are actually scratches from wild animals on the tires?"
Suzuki Sonoko answered cooperatively.
The accompanying personnel nodded with lingering fear.
There is actually a hidden person here, an administrator in the administrative department who wanted to persuade him to transfer to another hospital, but he broke his leg after going to Gao Liyao's ward.
——However, this behavior is very un-angel-in-white, and it is not appropriate to say it to the sponsors who come to do charity and show their kindness, as it will tarnish the image of their nursing home.
Accompanying staff: "Although there is no necessary connection between all of this, but the injuries, no, I mean, those who have excessive contact with him have more or less suffered accidents."
His words were very subtle. "What I mean is, when we meet later, you can ask whatever you want, but this child doesn't talk much after waking up. Most of the time he just buries his head in drawing..."
The key point for the escort is: "If he ignores you, I hope you can be understanding," and don't lose your temper, "at least be careful not to bump into him."
"We'd rather believe it exists than not believe it exists!"
Yuanzi looked at the man in front of her with an expression that made his eyebrows almost pop out, and said "Oh" with a dull face.
——She wondered, this acting genius was performing so hard in front of her...could it be that he was thinking of changing jobs?
But with a drama queen like this, don’t their recruitment standards require it?
Feeling speechless and indescribable, Ms. Suzuki slowly began to climb the stairs.
But the first second she stepped onto the floor, Sonoko suddenly realized that what this actor said might not be a lie.
She sniffed the air around her hard. The foul miasma was even worse than when she was there. She touched the white wall next to her: fortunately it was made of cement, so the decay was not obvious, but the putty was severely powdered.
Miss Suzuki, with her hands covered in white ash, frowned involuntarily. She didn't even look at the house number and just groped her way towards the center of the miasma.
Apart from the serious powdering of the walls... there doesn't seem to be anything else?
However, the manager of the sanatorium may have also sensed some danger. Sonoko found that all the wards on the floor where Gao Liyao was were empty, except for the one in the corner where he was the only one left.
Seeing her standing at the door of the building and suddenly stopped moving, the accompanying staff who always felt that there was a ghost nearby suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong with you?"
Suzuki Sonoko just stared straight at the corner at the end of the corridor. After hearing his voice, she glanced at him indifferently and said, "Nothing. If you have something to do, go ahead."
The accompanying young man wondered if this was an order to expel the guest.
Although he was worried about the safety of his financial sponsor, he was also worried about his own safety. Unless something unexpected happened, he didn't want to really contact Gao Liyao. After struggling for a long time, he decided to leave.
This is what the sponsor asked for!
Before going down the stairs, the young man looked back out of conscience and saw the lady from the Suzuki zaibatsu walking slowly along the glass window. When she reached the corner, she deliberately took two steps to the right, made a small circle, and stood in the corner beside the glass window.
That action... was as if he was deliberately avoiding someone who had been standing in front of the glass window.
But in front of the glass window, a doubt flashed through the young man's mind: Don't search in front of the glass window randomly. In this floor, besides Gao Liyao... is there anyone else?
——Actually, there are.
In a dimension that ordinary people cannot see, a grotesque woman with a human head and a beast body was blocking the door with her fangs and claws bared. She was covered in miasma and was clinging to the glass tightly, looking into the room intently.
She is definitely not a monster.
Even though Suzuki Sonoko's limited knowledge of metaphysics meant that this thing should be labeled a demon, she had an inexplicable confidence in her heart - as if she had seen many such "women" before - and she was inexplicably certain that they were all "good people."
So even though this girl was surrounded by black air and looked as ferocious as the final boss in a horror game, Suzuki Sonoko could still look at her with a calm mood that she herself did not quite understand, and she quickly penetrated the interference of the black air and accurately captured the gentle eyes of the "woman".
Her eyes could only hold the little boy in the room.
When she pushed the door open, she suddenly stretched her neck and stared at Yuanzi with burning eyes. The force of her gaze was so strong that Yuanzi was so frightened that he thought he was going to follow the caregiver's fate.
But this "person" just glanced at her, and then without any warning, his monstrous upper body collapsed. Judging from his appearance... it seemed like he was bowing to her.
Suzuki Sonoko stared at the void for a moment, then nodded in return.
——Considering the attack case that the drama queen gossiped about earlier, she had thought that this thing had gone berserk due to Qilin's injury, but it turned out that it still had some sense left...
etc.
Ms. Suzuki, who turned around to close the door, suddenly froze in place: Did she just...exclaim a strange term in a particularly logical way?
"Qilin."
Repeating these strangely familiar words, Suzuki Sonoko's gaze finally fell on the wall of the ward.
The wall is covered with paintings.
There were giant three-legged birds, tigers with long wings, floating mountains and palaces, dragon-shaped dark clouds and snake-like lightning.
Most of the paintings are very distorted, and sometimes they are deliberately smeared with a layer of other colors. After being superimposed on each other in a mess, they are distorted like a broken black hole in a wall.
It makes one's scalp tingle.
For a moment, these distorted images, whose contents were completely invisible to ordinary people, swirled from two-dimensional to three-dimensional in Suzuki Sonoko's eyes, and then dissipated into countless unclear scenes, enveloping her entire body like a mist.
Yuanzi felt as if she was being absorbed by the heavy water vapor that came with it. Her heartbeat became infinitely amplified and began to bang against her eardrums.
——“Click”.
This crisp sound, which was almost imperceptible, suddenly seemed to break a layer of invisible glass, bringing her back to the normal world with air.
Suzuki Sonoko suddenly covered her chest with her hands, and for a moment she didn't have time to wipe away the cold sweat on her head.
After pausing for five minutes, she tried seriously to communicate with Gao Liyao, the owner of the painting.
To no avail.
Gao Li wanted the child to do as his escort said, regardless of whether there were people around him or not, he should just concentrate on painting. Occasionally, when he had no time to move his hands, he would rather stare blankly than open his mouth.
The official diagnosis is autism.
Although Suzuki Sonoko also had a period of autism when she was almost treated as a mentally retarded child, her illness at that time was not genuine, and her memory was not deep enough after so many years. She tried again and again, but was ultimately unable to successfully receive the other person's brain waves by using her identity as a former patient.
——Even if Suzuki Sonoko kept repeating the word "Qilin" to him.
——Even Suzuki Sonoko herself recalled some ambiguous images because of this muttering.
But Gao Li is really well behaved.
He only subconsciously dodged when Yuanzi tried to touch the top of his head, and he didn't fight back when his face was pinched the rest of the time.
But this afternoon was not wasted.
After officially getting started, Suzuki Sonoko confirmed one thing: Takashi and the golden-haired boy she saw next to Shanglong should be the same species!
After confirming this, Sonoko felt that she had found the key to the memory valve - but unfortunately, the key not only lost her memory but was also autistic, so she couldn't ask anything.
This is very troublesome.
Gao Liyao's breath was much weaker than the little golden retriever she had caught a glimpse of. Yuanzi didn't dare to investigate him (mainly because she didn't know how to control the severity), because this species had never been seen before and there was no reference material to ask her to study what was wrong with the child.
Did it end without any cause?
Because she was struck by the painting on the wall as soon as she entered the door, Yuanzi subconsciously avoided that wall the whole afternoon. Before leaving, her eyes accidentally glanced at the corner of the door frame, and the end of her sight seemed to be suddenly stabbed -
——A large, familiar window frame with a tall pomegranate tree in front of it.
Yuanzi was familiar with this scene. The screen above her bed was painted with this scene.
But the same "picture frame" does not contain her leisurely watching the sunset.
There sat a man.
His facial features were distorted and smeared with pencil, and the boundary between his hair and the desk at hand was not clear. Only the outline of a person sitting on the desk with his legs crossed and reading a book could be vaguely seen. His five fingers and the book were dyed a glaring blue.
Gao Li wants to meet Shang Long? !
Suzuki Sonoko suddenly turned around to look at the boy.
The other person was painting silently in his hospital gown, still ignoring everyone.
Yuanzi sighed, bent down and pulled down the paintings that looked familiar to her from the corner of the wall, and went downstairs, pinching them with two fingers, as if thinking about something.
The young man who had left first was waiting for her downstairs. Seeing that the sponsor had safely left the horror movie scene, he breathed a sigh of relief and took two steps forward, eagerly asking, "Is there anything else you need?"
"No."
The next second, the eldest lady raised the drawing paper in her hand and shook it, and asked him, "Where is your person in charge?"
The accompanying boy asked: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing," Ms. Suzuki said casually, "just to discuss social assistance."
——Silent? Autistic?
It doesn’t matter!
Metaphysical problems cannot be cured for the time being, but is there anything she can do about ordinary autism?
There's nothing I can do about it, she has money!
She wanted to find the best doctors and the most famous experts, but if one wasn't enough, she would look for a dozen!
Come to think of it... maybe asking a shrine maiden to purify Gao Liyao and pray for him would be helpful?
In the next two hours, Ms. Suzuki quickly called the legal advisor to rush to the scene with a long list of relevant documents. She argued passionately with the administrative staff of the nursing home for most of the day and finalized a large number of donation agreements.
Eighty percent of it is related to Gao Liyao.
Yuanzi only roughly conveyed his spirit at the beginning, and then confidently handed over all the details to professionals. Finally, he signed a thick stack of agreements and left with peace of mind.
The person in charge looked at the amount on the check and felt that all his cold sweat was not in vain. Now that the matter was over, he had time to recall the details of the order.
For example: What is the relationship between Gao Liyao and the Suzuki Zaibatsu?
Having watched many melodramatic dramas about the feuds among wealthy families, I couldn't help but imagine the plots of the wrong child being reported, the illegitimate child being left alone, or the young lady falling in love at first sight.
However, he was a very professional person and regained his senses after just two minutes of fantasizing. He soon noticed that Miss Suzuki had been holding several paintings in her hands since the beginning of the negotiation, and had been looking at them over and over again for more than ten times. Her eyes were so sharp that it seemed as if she could scrape the paint off the paper.
——Could it be that they are impressed by his talent?
It is said that geniuses are more likely to appear among lonely and autistic children. Could it be that the weird Gao Liyao is actually very good at drawing?
He subconsciously glanced at the painting in Miss Suzuki's hand.
It's not that good looking, is it worth cherishing so much...
“Nothing is worth it.”
As the clear female voice slowly sounded, the person in charge realized belatedly that he seemed to have just said what was in his heart!
Fortunately, Miss Suzuki had a good temper. Not only was she not angry, she seemed to be listening patiently and wanted to explain to him.
In fact, Miss Suzuki didn't speak loudly. Rather than answering his question, the girl's expression and tone seemed more like she was touched by his question and was comforting herself.
"I just hope he can really get better and give me a clearer answer than these paintings."
As the sun sets, the sunlight is as bright as fire. In front of the window, there is a young girl with a hesitant expression, mumbling to herself with her head down.
You know what, it looks pretty good.
For a moment, the person in charge seemed to have his eyes blurred. Miss Suzuki was obviously a living girl, but he saw her as an ancient painting. Even the edges were blurred by the sunlight, and she was emitting an inexplicable yellowish color.
Because the feeling was so amazing, the person in charge didn't forget about it for several days. In the intervals between work, he would even unconsciously recall the details of her words and become dazed involuntarily.
"Boss, come back to your senses!"
The subordinate in the same office called him softly across the table, then winked and curled his lips to signal him to look out the window.
The person in charge subconsciously looked outside, sat up straight, and quickly opened four folders in a row, instantly turning into a diligent and hard-working model employee.
At the exit of Building No. 1, which could be seen from afar on the second floor, the old director of their sanatorium was walking towards here with a smile on his face.
There was a young man with him.
The old dean, with his hands behind his back, strolled slowly, sighing and saying, "There are very few kids these days who are as patient as you. You don't even feel bothered to make this special trip."
"Your grandfather didn't have this kind of research spirit when he was young!"
This sentence directly brought up the past two generations, and Ozuki Yuuji was immediately unable to respond - besides, he himself had not yet decided whether to study medicine - he could only try to avoid the topic and shift the focus to the main purpose of his visit.
He considered his words carefully and said, "It's just my interest. I'm not an expert in academic research. What I'm curious about is actually the various magical stories themselves."
"The Treasure Pirates thing sounds too much like a comic book plot. The report omitted many details, which made me very anxious. Fortunately, Gao Liyao, the only witness, is still around, so I just want to find him to listen to the story."
——To put it bluntly, this is also part of his archaeological investigation on "The Princess and the Past Life". The source of inspiration is the same as Suzuki Sonoko's, which is the background information attached to that private auction.
Regardless of the true situation, the plot of searching for the past life is really romantic and it really hits his cute spot!
As for Suzuki Sonoko...
Sorry, this is simply a complex of his past life. He feels satisfied just by fantasizing on his own and doesn't need the heroine to interfere.
Over there, the old director, unaware of his inner complaints, sighed with deep emotion and said, "It's pitiful that Gao Li wants this child. Although social fundraising can provide a certain degree of help, his family has rarely visited him. As a result, the workload on the medical staff is very heavy, and it's unknown when he will recover..."
The old man is a well-known expert and serves as a consultant in many medical institutions. When he is busy, he travels abroad more than ten to twenty times a year. He has delegated most of his powers to his students and deputies. It is said that the people under him only report good news and not bad news. However, they do not rush to report things that they can handle themselves, such as several medical staff being hospitalized due to illness.
So in the eyes of the old people, Gao Liyao was just a passerby who was admitted to their hospital under the attention of social news, and he did not have any unlucky attributes.
Therefore, the pity in his tone was particularly sincere.
Oshitari originally just wanted to come and continue his archaeological career, but when he arrived he found out that Takashi Kaname was actually a special patient and could only be visited once every two weeks.
But their tennis training camp only has a break every ten days, which doesn’t match the visiting hours at all!
He had no choice but to use the back door and contact his grandfather's old classmate.
This old man is so enthusiastic!
Yuushi Oshitari listened to the old man's mumbling with one ear and the other, his mind full of the short and bumpy life of the autistic boy Takashi.
He is a junior high school boy who likes to read romance novels after school and values romance above all else in life, yet he still has a soft and compassionate heart that makes his heart beat wildly.
He wanted to hear Gao Li's story, so he was asking for something in return. Providing some medical help was a piece of cake for him. He immediately suggested, "If possible, I could introduce him to some doctors after we finish our conversation."
He said "introduction", but since these words came from the mouth of a man named Oshitsuka, Takashi basically didn't need to spend any money himself.
When the old man heard this, he immediately burst into laughter.
"You are even more thoughtful than your grandfather!"
Yuushi Ozuki thought to himself, you better be careful. If you try to criticize our old man again, I will be a traitor and will have to retort you!
Ten minutes later, the diligent supervisor, who was as good as a model employee, finally waited for his immediate superior and the navy blue-haired boy who was supporting his immediate superior.
The old man was not one for formalities. Without waiting for everyone to greet him, he waved his hand and asked, "Where is the little boy's file in 303?"
After saying that, he turned to Oshitari and smiled, "Since you said that, I will take it seriously. Gao Li wants this child, so he really needs help!"
At this point, the old man sighed: "No matter what treatment method you want to use, the prerequisite is that he must agree to contact with others..."
The old man was about to continue sighing about something, but the salesperson who came with the files refused to cooperate.
"Well," the young man raised his hand, as reserved as a student greeting a teacher. "Takashi Kaname, aka 303, received a special donation from the Suzuki Zaibatsu a few days ago, which included designated medical assistance, so...we..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, his hands dropped stiffly, and he closed his mouth silently.
The office suddenly became quiet for a moment.
The young man was also helpless. When the boss was in a good mood, he should have agreed. But not only was the donor this time the Suzuki Zaibatsu, but the person who came to sign was the zaibatsu's own daughter. The amount of money given was really overwhelming, especially since Gao Li had to ask for it. Wasn't it written in the agreement?
Unexpectedly, the old man had a good attitude: "Is that so."
He touched his chin thoughtfully, waved his hand and said it was okay, turned around and patted Inuzuka's shoulder, and said with a smile: "This saves you money, hahaha."
Oshitari nodded subconsciously.
The next second, he seemed to be brought back to his senses by the old man's pat. After a pause, he regained his smile, held the old man's arm properly, and said good-naturedly, "It's okay, don't take it seriously."
"but……"
Oshizuka Yuushi frowned, as if out of pure curiosity, and turned his head to ask the salesperson who was almost at a loss for words, "The donor was Suzuki? I didn't even notice. Is he actually related to the Suzuki Zaibatsu?"
When the old dean heard this, he noticed that the donor the young man had just mentioned seemed to be Suzuki.
He pulled the document over and took a look, and indeed there were four words "Suzuki Sonoko" on it.
"This is the Second Young Lady..."
The old man remembered something, and he smiled as he tapped the paper. "I remember she had a matchmaking with your family years ago, right? Didn't it end up working out?"
Yuushi Oshitari nodded calmly while surrounded by a group of salesmen.
"Yes."
The old man's expression became even more pronounced when he heard the answer. "Then you two are destined to be together. Although you didn't get married, you both unexpectedly sponsored the same person. If you are both considered Gao Liyao's brothers and sisters, even if you are not husband and wife, you can still be siblings for once."
Yuushi Oshizuka: "Well, Miss Suzuki is older than me..."
wrong!
Suzuki Sonoko's blind date is clearly Kenye, and although if it works out she might follow Kenye and call him brother, but isn't it still not a success yet!?
——Especially since it involves an unclear relationship from a previous life, he is now really allergic to the statement that he is "destined to have a relationship with Suzuki Sonoko".
Over there, the old man finished flipping through the documents and asked, "When did she come?"
"About three days ago."
Seeing that the salesperson was already confused, the office manager took over the conversation without hesitation. He not only answered the time, but also briefly summarized the cause and effect of the donation incident.
"Ms. Suzuki Sonoko became interested after seeing relevant social news, and she came here in person. After visiting Takashi Kaname, she quickly decided to donate."
Oshitari Yuushi: "Did she visit?"
"yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge belatedly said, "Oh!" and hurriedly explained, "Ms. Suzuki's visit happened to be Gao Liyao's visiting day, so we agreed to let her come. It didn't take her long to decide on the donation, and she ended up taking away a few of Gao Liyao's paintings as souvenirs."
"We also look at it in accordance with the procedures, then-"
Before he could finish, Oshizuka interrupted and asked, "Can I be curious... what kind of painting it is?"
"well?"
When the person in charge asked him this question, he suddenly remembered the idea he had three days ago: Could it be that Gao Liyao was really a painting genius who was delayed by autism?
He gave a coherent explanation, saying, "After being rescued, the child's brain was damaged and he lost most of his language ability. He refused to communicate and only spent his time drawing. The themes of his drawings were all over the place."
The old dean frowned: "Doodles?"
This might have directly damaged his brain.
The person in charge quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, Professor Honda studied his paintings when he took over his treatment."
"Though those paintings appear disorganized, they actually have a certain logical coherence. Some are clearly ancient palaces he imagined, and even possess a certain design and aesthetic. That's why we assume he was simply inspired..."
"How do you know he imagined it?"
This question was asked by the old dean.
——Being able to replicate the scenery you have seen and creating scenery out of thin air by relying on imagination are actually two completely different types of diseases when you look closely.
The person in charge smiled confidently, "We checked this during the consultation, and at least there's no matching ancient monument." He added, "Of course, there are many magnificent monuments that have long been buried in the dust of history, but that's a loss shared by all of humanity. A child like Gao Li wouldn't be able to see it, would he?"
Oshitari Yuushi's forehead jumped, and he muttered, "That's not necessarily true."
The old dean: "What did you say?"
"Nothing," the Oshitari boy, his expression almost stiff, shook his head and asked the person in charge, "What kind of painting is it? Can I take a look?"
He then added, rather superfluously, "I'm just curious."
The person in charge thought to himself, "I don't think you're doing this for any other reason," but, "Those words have already been taken away by Miss Suzuki. She seems to like it very much. If conditions permit..."
He hadn't forgotten what the old dean had just mentioned, the gossip about the engaged couple: "You can go directly to Miss Suzuki to discuss it!"
Yuushi Oshizuka was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.
——You don’t want to do it after we meet?
——Knowing what Suzuki Sonoko looks like already hinders him from impersonating the princess. No matter how sentimental a love story he conjures up, it will immediately sober him up once he puts on her image!
Perhaps his expression was too difficult to describe, and the person in charge realized that he had said the wrong thing: That's right, if the engaged couple failed to succeed, isn't that the same as breaking up with a boyfriend or girlfriend?
It's already generous of both parties that they don't have to meet only on Qingming and Double Ninth Festival!
He felt that he had touched the young man's wound, especially the young man who followed his immediate superior, so he immediately tried to make amends and persevered in giving a long explanation.
"But seeing how Miss Suzuki treasures those paintings, she probably wouldn't lend them to anyone who comes." Notice, I changed my words. She loves them so much that she won't lend them to anyone who comes, and it's not just to you, her ex-boyfriend. "Especially because those paintings may have some other meaning to her..."
"Another meaning?"
Oshitari Yuushi: "Aren't they just imaginary ancient palaces? What's the point?"
"The point isn't the painting." At this point, the person in charge recalled the scene that had once captivated him, and he couldn't help but repeat, "Ms. Suzuki said she hoped Takashi would get better, and gave her a clearer answer than those paintings."
"An answer more clear than a picture..."
Yuushi Ozuki repeated the same sentence three or four times, and by the end, his aura became hopelessly depressed.
Gao Li wanted the little boy to lose his memory and speech, and to paint various ancient landscapes in his spare time. He didn't seem to be insane, but rather had some magical experiences - he put himself in his shoes: for example, because of the lack of oxygen in the brain due to being flooded, he recovered a little bit of his past life memories.
Suzuki Sonoko herself was a person with a criminal record: Oshitari still remembered that Fuji had once told him that the second young lady had muttered some ambiguous words to the five-hundred-year-old screen, and she sounded as if she was very sure that the painting on the five-hundred-year-old screen was of herself.
Combined with this sentence [I hope to get a clearer answer than the picture]...
A feeling of pursuing memories of a past life.
It fits the character of Shinobi's imagination very well.
Tama's investigation target is still the same person!
Yuushi Oshizuka almost hit his head against the wall:
I'm so stupid, really.
I vaguely recalled my past life and did archaeology wherever I felt like. No one stipulated that Suzuki Sonoko couldn't do archaeology after she recalled her past life!
——But what if she really passes the test? !
The boy Oshitari forced Shinakata to transform.
The plot of life and death separation in past lives and present lives is very sour and refreshing, but it is a cute CP (although one party may be his own past life), but it is better to say that it is precisely because it involves his own past life that it makes people feel more scalp tingling...
They are just a cute couple, why do we have to care about after-sales service?
Especially since the other party of this after-sales service is said to be getting married, and behind her is Keigo Atobe, who has been secretly in love with her for many years and refuses to admit it - can't you be nicer to a junior high school boy who loves romance!
He is a pure love type and doesn't like Shura field!
Thinking of this, Oshitari sighed with despair: Suzuki Sonoko, Suzuki Sonoko, why can't you be a paper man who only stays in the story of your previous life?
The city lord and the young girl, a love that transcends class boundaries, wars in troubled times, and the separation of life and death when the army approaches the city.
What a great meme!
Ozaki-kun was heartbroken: Why can't he just be left alone to grow cute slowly?
After thinking about it, he sighed and breathed his last breath of the day, feeling as tired as a boyfriend fan who wants to call on his idol to stay away from his life.
The author has something to say: Takashi Yo is Taiki, who returned to Japan from the Twelve Kingdoms after being injured. Because of the injury, he lost his memory, did not remember that he was a Kirin, and could not see his female monster. He just kept drawing pictures about the scenery of the Twelve Kingdoms.
If you have forgotten the plot of Obito, you can revisit chapters 82, 104 and 105.
Everyone's logic line is still circular.
Although it's late today, I've updated it. There should be more tomorrow...
Good night everyone.
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